NFBE Chapter 322 The old beggar
Chapter 322 The old beggar
Chapter 322 The old beggar
Dedicated to becoming a son, pity the hearts of parents all over the world.
The relationship between father and son is related to nature. Except for some special cases, in most cases, parents have the same heart for their children, just as they often say: Can I still hurt you?
"Master has no intention of making decisions for you, nor does he ask you to be successful in the future. He just hopes that you can live a better life, and a good death is enough."
When Dan Yangzi said these words, the expression on his face was like that of an honest old farmer who had worked hard all his life. Lying on the sickbed, he gently placed his dark and rough hand on the back of his son's hand and patted it, unwilling to do the last thing. exhortations and blessings.
Wang Yongzhen's eyes were covered with a layer of water, and he called out "Master", his throat was sore, and the rest of the words stuck in his throat, and he didn't know what to say.
Dan Yangzi sighed, and didn't say anything more.
What he wants to say, what should be said, what can be said, Dan Yangzi has already said it all.As for those things that you want to say, shouldn't say, and can't say, maybe you should let it stay in your heart, rot in your stomach, and finally rot together with your flesh and blood in the coffin.
Near noon, Dan Yangzi left, as if he came quietly, without disturbing anyone when he left, as if he had never appeared before, except for the pot of tea, Dan Yangzi didn't even give Wang Yongzhen a chance to serve a meal.
Alone, watching the thin back of the master wearing a blue bamboo hat and vigorously crossing the remote wall, Wang Yongzhen stood still in the rain for a long time.
"Master, if you leave, you will leave. You can't keep it. Why should you be sad?"
In an inconspicuous corner, on a half-dry stone slab, a lazy voice came to Wang Yongzhen's ears.
Wang Yong was really startled, turned back calmly, only to see an old beggar who spoke.
The gray hair on the head was tied in locks with mud and water, and it was scattered in piles. The wrinkles and gullies on the face were hidden under the mud, the eyes seemed to be closed and half open, the beard was sloppy, and the mouth was half-open. glowing yellow.The clothes are even more shabby, it is right to call it a piece of cloth, it is also good to say it is a sack, take it off and throw it on the table, no one can see that it is a piece of clothing.
In the early spring rain, the weather was wet and cold, and the old beggar's exposed skin was looming with blue and red chilblains.The body doesn't lie. It's obvious that this old beggar has no martial arts skills.
Why didn't a seemingly ordinary old beggar wait to die on the street, but in the No. [-] village in the world?
Strange to say, not long ago, this old beggar came to the village, asked to see Wang Yongzhen by name and surname, and said he wanted to recommend himself, claiming to be the number one beggar in the world.
Beggars are still number one in the world?What kind of beggar can be regarded as the best in the world?
To Wang Yongzhen's laughing question at the time, the old beggar gave an interesting answer: "It is rare for people to live in their [-]s. I am [-] this year. I was raised by a beggar. I have been a beggar all my life. I have no skills, but I can live like this." For a long time, if I am not the number one beggar in the world, who is?"
Regarding the old beggar's answer, Wang Yongzhen didn't know how to refute it, and he didn't know the use of a number one beggar in the world.
This old beggar is really dedicated to his work, Wang Yongzhen gave all the offerings, he didn't need all the food, clothing, housing and transportation, he still did his old job of beggar in this village, he didn't eat good food, he didn't drink good water, he didn't wear good clothes. .
At first Wang Yongzhen was a little curious, but then he let him go.
Old beggars are the least popular in this village, after all, no one wants to get along with beggars, especially such professional beggars.The smell on his body is worse than shit, and it is said that within three feet, not a single grass will grow.
That is to say, it rained endlessly today, and Wang Yong was so excited that he didn't notice the existence in the shadows.
"Isn't it cold?" Wang Yongzhen asked casually.
The old beggar grinned his big yellow teeth: "Hey, you know how well you are."
Wang Yongzhen asked again: "Have you eaten?"
The old beggar raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the cafeteria: "It's my turn to eat leftovers from the big shots. If you go there now, you'll lose your job."
Wang Yongzhen looked at the old beggar's broken tiles which could not be regarded as a bowl at all, his brows gradually frowned, he had a ghost in his heart, he always felt that there was something in the old beggar's words, but he couldn't be sure, he hesitated for a while.
"You want to kill me?" The old beggar raised his eyebrows and smiled again.
Seeing that Wang Yongzhen didn't answer, the old beggar said again: "It's best not to. Your master secretly came to see you in order to hide it from Dongchang's eyes and ears, so as not to cause trouble for you. It’s raining again, Dongchang may not be able to notice it, you can gamble, but if you kill me, the old beggar, hehe, it’s yellow mud falling off the crotch.”
"Oh? You know my master? By appearance?"
"I saw that back view once in Sichuan, so I'm sure I won't admit it." The old beggar nodded his eyes and sat up from the ground: "I forgot to tell you, I have a pretty good memory as a beggar. "
"Good eyesight, good memory?" Wang Yongzhen pondered slightly: "I believe the old man's ears are also very good, right?"
"He has good ears and eyes, and a good memory. In fact, he has a good mouth, and he can eat and drink."
"Wouldn't it be good to keep your mouth shut and eat a few more meals?" Wang Yongzhenqing raised his foot, stepped on the splash of water, and walked towards the old beggar: "Indeed, killing you will be troublesome, but I don't know What did you see, what did you hear, and what would you say out there, I'm afraid it will cause even more trouble for you."
"Hahahaha!!!" The old beggar looked up to the sky and laughed, "If the old beggar doesn't know what to say and what not to say at my age, these 81 years are really wasted, and I won't live 81 years.
Owner, the old beggar is begging for life at your village anyway, so let me just give you a few words as a protection fee. "
Wang Yongzhen's footsteps did not stop, and he stepped forward step by step with the same rhythm.
"Being the owner of the village is actually the same as being a beggar. You have to think well of whomever you eat. Danyangzi is right. Ziwei is dim, and Beidou is bright. Nanjing's dragon energy is leaking, but not much. A celestial river is tightly locked. It’s just that a strange star appeared in the celestial river at some time, the sky should not go up, the ground should not go down, the light is shining, the blood is lingering, and there seems to be a monster, and it is very close to the Emperor Ziwei star .”
"Is this your last words?" Wang Yongzhen was still walking without stopping.
"You don't seem to understand the mysterious things." The old beggar scratched his head and smiled awkwardly: "Your master may be in danger, since King Yan can send someone to stop your master on the road and let him persuade you to take refuge, Don’t you think you’re going to stay behind? It’s just that your master doesn’t tell you.”
"Buzz!"
Wang Yongzhen's palm stopped three inches in front of the old beggar's forehead.
"Want to save him?" The old beggar smiled again: "Go find the person you should be looking for?"
Thanks to the three big officials of "You Ming Xiao Xiao Hanfeng", "Qiu" and "Drunk Like Worrying" for their rewards, and thanks to "Don't Catch Small Fish" for your comments and support, the cat is grateful Orz
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